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Somewhere Only I Know
I arrived when the world was thinning;
During low tide, when mystery pulls back
And reveals what should’ve stayed hidden,
The shoreline holding its lies and secrets.
The path was lined with withered trees,
Their branches calling names I almost knew;
Each step felt like it belonged to someone else,
Like I had been here once, a long time ago.
Above me unfolded a benevolent sky,
Quiet, watchful, endlessly patient,
As if it had seen wanderers like me before;
Caught between forgetting and remembering.
The temple shimmered with mischievous lights,
Golden flickers dancing without reason;
In shadowed corners, silver dust bunnies gathered,
Guarding a box of lost names left behind.
I carried mine like fragile porcelain,
Afraid it might slip away without a trace;
But something called me gently back to myself...
To somewhere only I know.
